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The Canadian National Vimy Memorial is a memorial site in France dedicated to the memory of Canadian Expeditionary Force members killed during the First World War. It also serves as the place of commemoration for First World War Canadian soldiers killed or presumed dead in France who have no known grave. The monument is the centrepiece of a 100-hectare (250-acre) preserved battlefield park that encompasses a portion of the grounds over which the Canadian Corps made their assault during the Battle of Vimy Ridge, a military engagement fought as part of the Battle of Arras.

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wikipedia:

The Canadian National Vimy Memorial is a memorial site in France dedicated to the memory of Canadian Expeditionary Force members killed during the First World War. It also serves as the place of commemoration for First World War Canadian soldiers killed or presumed dead in France who have no known grave. The monument is the centrepiece of a 100-hectare (250-acre) preserved battlefield park that encompasses a portion of the grounds over which the Canadian Corps made their assault during the Battle of Vimy Ridge, a military engagement fought as part of the Battle of Arras.

photo via cwgc.org

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    wikipedia:

    The Canadian National Vimy Memorial is a memorial site in France dedicated to the memory of Canadian Expeditionary Force members killed during the First World War. It also serves as the place of commemoration for First World War Canadian soldiers killed or presumed dead in France who have no known grave. The monument is the centrepiece of a 100-hectare (250-acre) preserved battlefield park that encompasses a portion of the grounds over which the Canadian Corps made their assault during the Battle of Vimy Ridge, a military engagement fought as part of the Battle of Arras.

    photo via cwgc.org

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“Silence” by Toshio NakaeIf I could live without speaking to anyone,and only communing with animals and plants,how serenely and agilely my heart would frisk about.I would then share everything with them,and, as infinitely rich and trivial as the world,would dance in space airily and gambol over mountains and fields.I’d be on speaking terms with fishes all day long,even birds would send us their secret signs, while the wind would tickle our ears or spear our brains and convey only the necessary.And if I could remain completely silent with everyone, I would be a dwelling place for insects and worms to inhabit freely, and I’d be mountains and rivers, solidifying and flowing, sometimes thundering, burning and roaring, sometimes hiccuping and saying ‘Whoosh!’. On the other hand, however, I would be utterly silent, and end up in flying through space like the earth,silently growing old with the world.
    moscow:

“Silence” by Toshio NakaeIf I could live without speaking to anyone,and only communing with animals and plants,how serenely and agilely my heart would frisk about.I would then share everything with them,and, as infinitely rich and trivial as the world,would dance in space airily and gambol over mountains and fields.I’d be on speaking terms with fishes all day long,even birds would send us their secret signs, while the wind would tickle our ears or spear our brains and convey only the necessary.And if I could remain completely silent with everyone, I would be a dwelling place for insects and worms to inhabit freely, and I’d be mountains and rivers, solidifying and flowing, sometimes thundering, burning and roaring, sometimes hiccuping and saying ‘Whoosh!’. On the other hand, however, I would be utterly silent, and end up in flying through space like the earth,silently growing old with the world.

    moscow:

    “Silence” by Toshio Nakae

    If I could live without speaking to anyone,
    and only communing with animals and plants,
    how serenely and agilely my heart would frisk about.
    I would then share everything with them,
    and, as infinitely rich and trivial as the world,
    would dance in space airily and gambol over mountains and fields.
    I’d be on speaking terms with fishes all day long,
    even birds would send us their secret signs,
    while the wind would tickle our ears or spear our brains
    and convey only the necessary.

    And if I could remain completely silent with everyone,
    I would be a dwelling place for insects and worms to inhabit freely,
    and I’d be mountains and rivers,
    solidifying and flowing,
    sometimes thundering, burning and roaring,
    sometimes hiccuping and saying ‘Whoosh!’.
    On the other hand, however, I would be utterly silent,
    and end up in flying through space like the earth,
    silently growing old with the world.

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